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Some things we can also shut down

As the government shut down continues ad infinitum, I find myself thinking of other things that could be shut down without anything near the amount of misery this shutdown is causing to people trying to scrape enough together to feed their family and pay the rent. For instance, what if we closed Congress down?

I know. I know. It seems as though it’s already closed down. Nothing getting down but a lot of hot air blowing around. The problem is that when Congress essentially closes down, they don’t have to work AND they still get paid. When your file clerk Continue reading →

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Yawn

Quite honestly, if it weren’t for the fun of taking a shot every time he told a lie, last night’s address to the nation by the POS pretending there is a national crisis was as boring as bat do-do.

I mean seriously, how do you make a speech boring in which you are trying to scare the American public into giving you billions of dollars for a useless piece of decoration? How do you make it boring when you are willing to make up any lies needed in order to achieve your goal? You could have said the zombies were Continue reading →

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This is your old fart speaking

I am so over and done with insanely skinny, yet suspiciously full breasted women at the multiple entertainment award extravaganzas showing up with their boobs, butts and vaginas all on display. Why even bother with a dress?

The see through look is ugly. Just ugly. I am tired of naked rear ends. We all have one. Don’t need to see mine and don’t need to see yours. Cover it in a beautiful dress that is cut and folded in an amazing way to drape over a gorgeous figure and you have my attention. Take a piece of see through material Continue reading →

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Nancy Pelosi

I may not be her biggest fan. And there are certainly a lot of people on both sides of the aisle who find her difficult and demanding. But here’s the thing. If she were a man who had just achieved a success that hadn’t been achieved in over sixty years by being tough and demanding, that man would be called a leader – someone who didn’t back down from a challenge. But because she’s a woman, it is somehow unseemly.

I understand the Dems who opposed her, who want a generational change in leadership. I’m just not sure this is Continue reading →

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The first thing I heard

The first thing I heard was the rattling of the dishes in my cupboards. Then it sounded like a train was rumbling by. And then it started shaking. This was the worse my house has shook since the initial 7.0.

I sat there holding my dogs, wondering if I should dive under the table, when the shaking stopped. And I just sat there numb. I was afraid to move for fear that if I did, the earth would start shaking again. My dogs were so curled into me that you couldn’t see any space between us. I wanted to tell Continue reading →

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OMG! OMG! The Russians found me

I logged on to my website to find a page long comment written in Russian. I don’t know what it said. I don’t care. All I know is that the Russians think I’m important enough to try to crawl into my website.

I blocked them, of course. But I am still thrilled that they thought I was important enough to hack. If only I knew what they were saying. God I hope it wasn’t just an advertisement for large, Russian penises.


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Saw it all already

The headline says that some Kardashian or Jenner wore a totally see through gown that showed her naked ass. The headline made this a breathless statement as though it was not something we routinely see.

So let me make this perfectly clear. We have seen every part of every one of those sluts at least a million times. Their asses. Their vaginas. Their breasts. All have been seen and photographed on multiple occasions. So please spare me the all caps headlines about yet another one of their naked asses.

And just to be clear, walking around naked is not always Continue reading →

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Water

When I first left nursing quarters in Utqiagvik to live in the village, I found out about chopping ice for water. I learned how precious every drop was because of how hard it was to get it, melt it and then dispose of it if it was dirty. I used and reused water. Dirty water could be used for plants. Water used to boil an egg could be used again. Water used to cook pasta could then be used to wash dishes. Clothes rinse water became clothes wash water. The creativity went on and on.

Then we moved to a Continue reading →

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He seriously said that?

The POS currently sullying the White House apparently can’t even get talking to children straight. And those conversations tend to be on his level – juvenile and simple.

But POS managed to get on the phone with a seven year old and question why the child still believed in Santa Claus. Seriously, who the hell does something like that?

Did his staff not give him talking points? Did he actually need a cheat sheet that said not to shake a child’s belief in Santa on the night before Christmas? Is there no adult left in the White House who can Continue reading →

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Poor Nayla

My deck is covered a few feet deep in snow except for where the magpies and pigeons have stomped it down trying to find food. So if you go out my deck door, you face a little hill of snow you have to go over to get to the flat stuff on the other side.

Poor Nayla had to pee and since it was late at night, I let her out on the deck rather than go downstairs with her. She stood for a moment in front of what must have seemed like a mountain to her and apparently decided Continue reading →